Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Memories of Love.

When I first lay my eyes upon yours beauty,
My heart flutters with joy yet it melts with love,
With those beautiful eyes of yours on mine,
The world’s glory thrusts in me.

Your lips, yours eyes, your soul,
Your everything,
It makes the sentence “No one person is perfect”,
A total waste of belief.
It seems as if you’re perfect.
The perfect one.

Those times we were together,
Were times more precious than diamonds or gold,
There’s no moment in my life,
More special than that.

With every kiss and every hug,
You make me fall in love,
With every look and every glimpse,
You make my day a whole.

The moment eternal,
Just that and no more,
When ecstasy’s utmost clutch at the core,
While eyes shut,
Lips meet.

-By Ben.
Memories of Love.

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